[right][h3][b][i][color=7ea7d8]Professor Walnut[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=7ea7d8]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Sewing Room
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 3
[color=7ea7d8]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color][/right]	[color=7ea7d8]"Professor Walnut,"[/color] the woman replied with a slight smile, as Sister Penance asked to make her acquaintance as she passed by on the staircase. It was nice to have someone to converse with, if even for a moment. Dr. Swamp and Chanteuse Amaranthine seemed to have easily fallen into step as a duo, a pair that she doubted would pay much attention to her unless it was due to an imagined threat of violence. Of course, Amaranthine had to chase off Sister Penance before they could exchange too many words, something that irritated Walnut. She was almost certain that Amaranthine was trying to protect Penance from Walnut - and that it wasn't due to the servants. She then fought the urge to gag at Amaranthine's words about tardiness and slowness. Yes, she did not like the two she was forced to spend her time with. 

	Quinton then sent the woman away as well and Walnut took a slight breath. She had a slight urge to scream. Punish her, sure, but these two were sickening. Why not just shove them into a room and let them be at it alone? They were led up into the Sewing Room and she found another person there - a girl named Rhoda. She figured that Dr. Swamp would wish to be tended to first and she saw no problem with that. Perhaps Rhoda could sew Dr. Swamp and Chanteuse Amaranthine's mouths shut, that way Walnut would not have to endure any further whispering between the two of them. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"I'll allow them to speak for themselves - or each other,"[/color] Walnut said, her eyes flashing towards Amaranthine and Swamp.